Yue Jianqing nodded, raised her sword in the air, thought of something, turned around again, and said to Zhuo Fanglin with a gentle face, "You can practice on your own first, and I will come to you when I'm done with my business, or you can go and ask me about the sword."
A villa is fine too.”
After Yue Jianqing finished speaking, she moved her long sword and took him away out of thin air.
Looking at his disappearing back, Zhuo Fanglin finally collapsed to the ground, gasping for air. Fortunately, he finally escaped.
"Are you okay?" Xie Feiying looked at Zhuo Fanglin sympathetically.
"No...it's okay. I'm going to take a shower first." Zhuo Fanglin felt as if his whole body was as uncomfortable as millions of ants crawling over him. He stood up unsteadily and came to the edge of Hanqing Pond, where he jumped with a splash.
Go down.
Two days later, the Piaomiao Zongfu held a grand ceremony to ascend the throne of Fujun. Chi Hanbing took over the jade tablet of Fujun delivered by Ling Lao and officially took over the position of Fujun. The Chi family of the Piaomiao Zongfu
, after a thousand years, he finally took charge of the government again.
Under the ceremony stage, hundreds of disciples cheered in unison, which was deafening. Although the disciples in Zhuxi Valley and Huajian Valley were somewhat disappointed, no one was dissatisfied with the result. With Ling Chuxi’s strength, they
She has seen it all with her own eyes. Even if the competition between the Three Meridians does not end early, there will definitely be no one who can be her opponent, and the final result will still not change.
Ling Chuxi stood next to Chi Hanbing, looking at the cheering crowd in the audience, looking at the pair of awe-filled eyes, and she was filled with emotions. Just half a year ago, she, Ziyin, and Shi Chenhua were all
All major fifth- and sixth-grade sects were turned away, but who would have thought that in just half a year, she would have stood at a peak that all her disciples looked up to. If those people from the fifth- and sixth-grade sects had seen
I don't know what to think about such a scene.
Looking across the disciples in the audience, Ling Chuxi did not see Feng Lengsong's figure. For a cultivator at the peak of the holy level, his injury was not serious, but he suffered such a big blow, and his state of mind
I was so affected that I was definitely embarrassed to come out to see people for a while.
Ling Chuxi didn't take it to heart. What she pursued was the way of the strong. Only stronger opponents could become her motivation to move forward. As for people like Feng Lengsong, they were just stepping stones on her way to cultivation.
It's not worth the effort for him.
To Ling Chuxi's surprise, she actually saw the figure of Zhuo Fanglin. This guy's psychological quality is very strong. Speaking of it, the blow he suffered in the competition was no less than that suffered by Feng Lengsong.
Under the watchful eyes of his fellow disciples, Yue Jianqing ate a mouthful of strange-flavored tofu, and she unexpectedly regained her energy so quickly.
However, the way people looked at Zhuo Fanglin was a bit strange, funny, pitiful, and full of scrutiny, as if they were guessing what happened after they left?
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen it before? I just had my hands touched a few times. Do you make such a fuss?" Zhuo Fanglin felt uncomfortable looking at them and muttered angrily.
Although he was not Ling Chuxi's opponent, with his Seven Evils skills, it was no problem to bully others, so in anger, Zhuo Fanglin naturally showed a little arrogance.
"Is it as simple as just touching your hand a few times?" Xie Feiying also looked at Zhuo Fanglin with a strange look, took two steps back, and kept her distance from him.